Tuesday, August 28, 2012


So I am slowly easing back into some crafting. I am currently working on a very fun birthday related project for a certain nephew that I'm super excited about. Pics on that to follow. And Pinterest put me on a terrarium kick. Then I went to Lowe's and saw the most adorable cacti ever. Who knew cacti could be so cute?!? I bought some glass containers at Hobby Lobby for 50% off and made some cute ones. Apart from the logistical issues when trying to plant an actual prickly cactus, this was a very easy and fun project. I ended up making three of these - one for my mom, one for me, and then I still had enough cacti left to do one more. So I'll be keeping the third one for now unless I find a new home for it.

I love my new plants!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012


I take care of lots of people who are mostly sick because of things they do to themselves. This week has been no exception.

Two days ago, I admitted a guy with belly pain who also drinks a lot of alcohol. He didn't look great yesterday, and was complaining of belly pain which I attributed to stomach irritation from his binge drinking. His heart was beating fast and he also had a low grade temperature, which I attributed to symptoms of withdrawal from his chronic alcohol use.

Today he looked no better. In fact, if anything, he looked worse. Still with a very tender belly, fast heart beat, and low grade temperature. Finally today I decided to do some further investigation. I got an ultrasound and checked his urine for infection. His urine was clear, but the radiologist actually called me because the ultrasound didn't look right. Then it was on to a cat scan to figure out the problem.

Turns out he actually had perforated his bowel somehow. I am kicking myself that I didn't find it sooner. But because he was a drinker, it was so easy for me to just assume all his problems were related to that. But they weren't. It is easy when you take care of so many alcoholics to blow off certain complaints as always being related to drinking or to withdrawal from alcohol. I should have listened better and taken more time with him.

Thankfully we have excellent surgeons and I suspect he will be ok after a trip to the OR. Time will tell. But this was a good reminder to me that everyone deserves my best, most concentrated effort. No matter how they ended up in the hospital or what they've done in the past.

Saturday, August 18, 2012

More Judah talk

Judah has been saying some really cute things lately.

1. We had a good friend from church babysit a few weeks ago and she must have used the phrase "two minutes" as a kind of warning for him that it was almost time for bed. So now, whenever Judah wants to do something for a little bit longer, he says "play two minutes." What is funny is that sometimes the first thing he says when he wakes up is "play two minutes." It's also really adorable when he says "wock two minutes" (rock two minutes) before it's time for bed.

2. He's started saying "good morning" but it sounds more like "good mornin'." He also will sometimes talk about wanting to do a particular activity "in da mornin'."

3. His current name for himself is "baby 'dah" as in "baby Judah." I am trying to convince him he's not actually a baby anymore especially since another baby is on the way, but my efforts have not been successful thus far. Sometimes if he does something funny he'll say "Siwwy baby 'dah" which makes me laugh every time. Today he asked Jeff if he could walk out of the hospital by saying "Baby 'Dah walk?" If you ask him his name, though, he says "Judah" so he sort of knows it's not actually his name.

4. He gets his pronouns confused frequently, and will sometimes very, very emphatically say, with a very serious face "YOU do it." Which actually means "I'll do it" or even "I want to do it and I'll get mad if I don't." I really have to think when he's using the pronoun "you" to determine who he is actually referring to.

5. He apparently patted the tummy of the very pregnant lady who works in childwatch at the Y and, when asked who was in there, told her "baby."

6. He will ask us to sing for him while we are rocking him by singing a note "Ahhhh."

Friday, August 17, 2012

Our tree saga

I had hoped to write this post last week when this whole adventure began, but then, as home-related projects do, it started to drag on.

We've had this enormous hickory tree in the back of our back yard since we moved in. (Obviously the tree itself has been there much longer seeing as how it was 100 feet tall and huge.) The tree always leaned somewhat ominously towards our house, but I wasn't that worried about it since it had been here for a long time. But since we've lost several other trees in our yard (including two hickories) and our neighbor just lost a similar hickory less than 50 feet away, we decided we wanted it taken down prophylactically as we were convinced that had it fallen it would have smashed our roof.

After getting a couple of estimates, we found a guy who normally climbs up into the tree and cuts it down in pieces (we'll call this plan A) and hired him. He came out last week, shimmied way up high and started cutting down some of the branches. That is when the problems started. Most of the branches at the top were 70% hollow and rotten. It got to the point that he didn't feel comfortable trying to cut down the branches while staying in the tree, so he decided that we needed to rent a huge 80-ft boom truck to help get down the branches.  (Plan B)

A few days later, the boom truck arrives and they again start cutting down branches. Then the boom truck quits working and the guys actually have to rappel out of the bucket to the ground to get down. So then we had to come up with Plan C. What I like to call the caveman approach. (If a caveman had a bulldozer.) Instead of trying to bring it down in pieces, they decided just to cut the thing down at the base and push it so it would fall away from the house. Which they did. To Judah's great delight.

After it fell, we got a good look at it, and the thing was actually partially hollow all the way down, and only about 20 or 30% of it was actually good wood that was keeping it off our house. Scary. So now our back yard it a little brighter and I have one less thing to worry about.

Judah, of course, loved seeing all the machines in our yard. He is really in a phase of loving construction equipment/wheeled things/things with engines right now.

Monday, August 13, 2012

Porch update.

Remember our front porch?

The one hiding behind the scary enormous bushes?

We finally got a little more of our redo tackled on it. Two weeks ago we had our entire house pressure washed, including the porch railings and the back deck. I stained the porch last week and then we were ready to really start work on improving the curb appeal of the house. I love our new house numbers - it's hard to appreciate them in the bright light of this photo, but they look nice and more modern to me.

The hanging basket and window box I found at Aldi (who knew?), and the bushes we bought and planted Saturday.

There is still obviously more work to do - we need to fill in some more things in that bed and add a decorative border next to the grass, plus adding mulch for a neater look. I'm also envisioning a chair or two and a small table so maybe we can actually enjoy it.

I'm loving how much better it looks already....

Cousin Visit!

We had a great time this past weekend with Dave, Hannah, Jack, and Ashlyn coming for a visit.

A few photo highlights:
There was train playing, 
A very fun meal with all five of Judah's cousins,
And my personal favorite, one of my numerous attempts to get a good shot of all three cousins together.
In spite of the tears visible in this photo, Judah had a great time with "Aunt Bro," "aunt Hannah," "Jack," and "Ash-wyn".

Wednesday, August 08, 2012

The Olympics post.

I don't know about all of you, but the last week and a half I've been watching a lot of sports on TV. I love sports, but I have found myself watching canoeing, horse jumping, trampolining, and many other sports I normally could care less about.

A few thoughts:
1. I love the olympics. When we moved to Greenwood, the biggest reason we got cable was because of the 2008 olympics. I'm not sure if I have a favorite sport - I do love watching gymnastics, but seeing some of the other sports is also wonderful.

2. I think it is totally lame that you can tie someone in gymnastics, and then the person who had the lowest low score ends up winning the tie. I don't understand why you can't just award two bronze medals.

3. Judah loves to watch the diving. And the horses.

4. Although I love seeing many of the underdog-type countries do well, I cannot ever cheer for China. In addition to the awful human-rights abuses of the government and the despicable one child policy, there's this, an article that chronicles how the government basically kidnaps athletically-gifted children from their parents to force them into becoming elite athletes. I realize I do not understand the intricacies of Chinese culture, and that the government is not the only guilty part - the parents are as much a part of the problem. I want to see people who love what they do and are able to do it well, as opposed to some kind of robot who really had no say in the matter.

5. I often watch the olympics and think about what sports I could do based on how much the athletes in those sports looked like me. Years ago I decided that I could have been a speed skater - those ladies have strong legs and big hips, just like me. Now I also think that maybe I could play water polo. Unlike the pixie-like gymnasts or the super-lithe runners, those girls look more solid - just like me. Plus I have three brothers and have been on the receiving end of lots of abuse in the swimming pool.

6. Gabby Douglas is awesome. And she loves Jesus.

Monday, August 06, 2012

Watching Diving.

Proof our boy loves his olympic diving....

Friday, August 03, 2012

Some things.

1. Judah likes to watch the PBS show called "Super Why" on TV. But he calls it "poo-per why." Which makes me giggle every. single. time.

2. On a similar note, when I'm putting on his jammies at night, he often covers up his eyes to play peekaboo with me. But he says "Pee-pee-boo." I'm not sure why he seems to be obsessed with bodily functions, but I guess as I'm raising a boy I should get used to it.

3. I downloaded a new album on iTunes today, per the recommendation of my youngest brother who gives me all my music recommendations and has yet to fail me. The band is called "At Atlas to Follow" and its members are made up of one of his roommates and one former roommate. The EP was excellent and reminiscent of  Mumford and Sons and The Civil Wars, two of my other current favorites. So go and support this up and coming band!

4. I'm also totally obsessed with the Phillip Phillips single that is out. I did not really watch American Idol, but I love his song called "Home." NBC has played it several times behind some clips of the women's gymnastics highlights, but I had been enjoying it on the radio before I knew who sang it. It's been running in my head all day and so I finally decided to download the whole thing. It's also excellent if you want something to add to your playlist.

5. My boy is very sweet. He is really getting more into giving good hugs and kisses, especially when he wakes up in the morning or from his nap. I love it.

Wednesday, August 01, 2012